Sign of the Times?
While on my walk yesterday, feeling the temperatures drop and the snow begin anew, I saw this sign stuck unceremoniously along the road. Initially curious about the purpose, I was somewhat taken aback by the last line in this roughly constructed solicitation. Of course there was a phone number cropped off for the purpose of the photo.
I thought about this for the balance of my walk...my cynicism absorbing a serious blow. It occurred to me that this type of thing was far more common in the "old days" and I recalled a time many years ago when my car got stuck in the snow very early one morning in Aspen (when it was still Aspen), resulting in a group of people emerging from a nearby house, tugging on their clothes in the frigid cold as they smilingly came to assist.
There are few homes on the short and isolated road mentioned in the sign (I'm on one of the "offshoots"), but the fact that this neighbor thought to include that last line is remarkable under any circumstances...maybe more so in that many of the houses are lake homes of significant value. My guess is that it was a natural reaction and he didn't think twice about it, simply wanting to be sure that ALL knew they could take advantage of his services...a neighborly thing to do.
I would like to meet this person.
It also struck me that not only am I blessed to live in the physical environment I do, but am fortunate in that some of the qualities of those "old days" endure here as well. While I don't see much traffic (usually none, in fact) on the roads as I saunter along, there is not a vehicle that passes without producing a smile and a wave from its occupants. That simple human acknowledgement means a great deal to me...as I trust it does to them.
While the image above surely doesn't reflect the beauty or care that we on Flickr are used to observing every day, it certainly reflects something more significant in the ways of the world...a world, to its despair, increasingly focused on greed as opposed to need.
Tho my plowing is attended to, I may just call for the opportunity to say hello to this endangered species...
Sign of the Times?
While on my walk yesterday, feeling the temperatures drop and the snow begin anew, I saw this sign stuck unceremoniously along the road. Initially curious about the purpose, I was somewhat taken aback by the last line in this roughly constructed solicitation. Of course there was a phone number cropped off for the purpose of the photo.
I thought about this for the balance of my walk...my cynicism absorbing a serious blow. It occurred to me that this type of thing was far more common in the "old days" and I recalled a time many years ago when my car got stuck in the snow very early one morning in Aspen (when it was still Aspen), resulting in a group of people emerging from a nearby house, tugging on their clothes in the frigid cold as they smilingly came to assist.
There are few homes on the short and isolated road mentioned in the sign (I'm on one of the "offshoots"), but the fact that this neighbor thought to include that last line is remarkable under any circumstances...maybe more so in that many of the houses are lake homes of significant value. My guess is that it was a natural reaction and he didn't think twice about it, simply wanting to be sure that ALL knew they could take advantage of his services...a neighborly thing to do.
I would like to meet this person.
It also struck me that not only am I blessed to live in the physical environment I do, but am fortunate in that some of the qualities of those "old days" endure here as well. While I don't see much traffic (usually none, in fact) on the roads as I saunter along, there is not a vehicle that passes without producing a smile and a wave from its occupants. That simple human acknowledgement means a great deal to me...as I trust it does to them.
While the image above surely doesn't reflect the beauty or care that we on Flickr are used to observing every day, it certainly reflects something more significant in the ways of the world...a world, to its despair, increasingly focused on greed as opposed to need.
Tho my plowing is attended to, I may just call for the opportunity to say hello to this endangered species...